From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then—in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life—was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent or the fountain,
From the red cliff or the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed my flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
March 22nd, 2008 at 2:14 pm
Nice Image!
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March 22nd, 2008 at 9:48 pm
Thanks. It was a lucky shot…
March 13th, 2009 at 1:01 pm
Hey there. Is that a fish eye?
March 13th, 2009 at 1:13 pm
As in the subject or the lens?
The object is a closeup of a tooth with a hole drilled through the biting surface. It shows a crack running through the tooth.
The camera is a Nikon Coolpix point and shoot. No fish eye lens.